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With that, he bends slightly and lifts me off the ground so easily my breath catches.
I feel his lips meet mine again, and everything becomes fuzzy, as if I’m experiencing life through one of those filters on my iPhone camera.It’s as though my mind is too drenched in desire to even process all the sensations that are coursing through me.
When he sets me down on his unmade bed so carefully, so tenderly, the cool sheets at my back barely register against the heat of my body.
I slide my fingertips down his abs, my brain unconsciously counting them as I go.First set, second set, third set, fourth… and then I let my fingers dare to unfasten the top button of his jeans, and I unzip him.
This is so unlike me.And I love that it is.I love that I can be this woman right now—a complete contradiction from the practical person I’ve been for so long.I love that I can be bold enough to slide my hands inside the opening of his jeans and feel the long, hard shaft of him in my hands.
I’m really going to do this.
I start to pull him out of the opening of his boxers when I feel my gut pinch as a flash of reality manages to flicker through the haze of passion.
I bite my lip.“Please,pleasetell me you have a condom.”
He grins.“I do.”
The relief I feel overwhelms me, ratcheting up my desire.I grip the hot length of him.He’s so much bigger than my husband was, and I can’t help wondering how he’ll feel inside me.
A low growl builds in his chest as I feel him throb in my hand.He unbuttons my shirt, devouring me as he does—first my mouth, then my neck, then every square inch of skin that he reveals as my shirt opens.
His lips are so soft on me—so different from his hard body.Losing my grip on his cock as his mouth moves downward, my hands lightly trace the slight stubble along his jaw and then thread into his short military style haircut, holding his face firmly against my skin as he kisses, licks, and nibbles me.
My soul departs me, lifting itself to glorious heights.
A fire builds inside of me, reaching out its tendrils to my very fingertips.It’s been so long,toolong since I felt this.With his lips now low on my belly, he slides my jeans downward.
Then his mouth leaves me, and I want to cry out from the absence of his lips against my skin.
“Are you sure you want this?”he asks.
“I want this.”I barely recognize my voice as I say it.“I want this every night until I have to return to reality.”
He grins.“It sounds…” he begins, pausing just long enough to dip his tongue into my navel, “…like I need to convince you to redefine your sense of reality.”His words vibrate against my skin as he says them, giving me goosebumps.
Then the trail of his kisses moves upward again as he lifts me slightly, easing my shirt over my shoulders and pulling my bra off me.
My nipples, already tight with passion, pebble even harder under his gaze.When his mouth moves to each one, I whimper unabashedly.He kneads the soft skin, his thumb sweeping lightly up and down the fullness of me, and his lips pull a nipple into his mouth.I feel his teeth against me, the subtle graze of them against my skin making me shiver with delight.
His hand slides downward and then to the heat between my legs.I’m so moist to his touch, even through the thin cotton of my panties.I know he can feel it.But if there was any question of that, hedefinitelycan tell as his fingers move upward again, slide past the elastic, and then down beneath my panties.
I gasp at the sensation, at how foreign it feels to have a man’s hand toying with me like this.And when he slides his fingertips between my legs, I open to him so easily, so desperately, aching to feel him inside of me.
The welcome sensation of his fingers in me overtakes me, an unexpected climax consuming me.Shocked, I cry out, my pelvis arching.
Deeper.I don’t know if I said it out loud, or if he just read my mind.But I feel his two fingers pushing into me, stretching me, and my back curves toward the invasion, wanting even more of it.
I moan and whimper, letting the orgasm consume me completely.I’m breathless by the time I feel its first aftershock, letting myself enjoy each echo of it until I’m limp, my body melting into the bed.
The haziness of my senses clears only slightly—just enough for me to finally see his gaze on me.“You’re responsive,” he murmurs.
I almost feel embarrassed.“I—it’s been a while.”
His grin expands.“And I plan to take full advantage if you’ll let me.”He tilts his head.
“Let you?I think I’m ready tobegyou,” I say honestly.
He reaches over to his nightstand and pulls out a condom.He tears it open with his teeth and then sheathes himself.
